Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What Time Is It , by - Dust Junkys. Song from the album Appropriation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 27.09.2020
Record label: Wiki Beats
Song language: English
What Time Is It |
| What time is it? |
| It’s that time again |
| Gotta get my boy’s together |
| Find myself a choice batch, ha |
| Got to get me some |
| I swept through the floor as I drink to shrink |
| I gotta pocket full of fluff but no time to think |
| No need for cash, my carrot is fly |
| We can buy all the freebies that nature supplies |
| To me I’m not a scrubber, just a freak brother |
| Living off the land if it’s free, I got to get some, get some |
| Find a choice batch boil the water, hold my nose and down the hatch |
| Sit back soaking up the sunrays, eyes are pinned |
| It’s a good thing I got my shades on baby |
| What time is it? |
| Blow, Blow, Get some |
| Got to get some, Yeah, got to get some |
| What time is it? |
| Blow, Blow, get some |
| Got to get some, get some |
| Struggle like I’m walking on Velcro, feeling like fuzzy felt |
| and I’m buzzing in stereo |
| So hot I wanna burst, I can’t quench the thirst |
| But I can almost taste the surf |
| Non stop grinning with a stiff jaw, and a butterflie’s flapping around as my |
| brain storms |
| If you’ve been here you know what I mean, just a haze, confusions the theme |
| How am I feeling, yeah I’m feeling fine |
| Sitting with my boys eating fungus and drinking wine |
| Throwing a party without sound |
| ‘bout to level, ain’t no time for coming down |
| sunshine, delights ablaze, ain’t no thing |
| when you’re pinned and you got your shades on honey |
| What time is it? |
| Blow, Blow, Get some |
| Got to get some, Yeah, got to get some, do you like it like that? |
| What time is it? |
| Blow, Blow, get some |
| Got to get some, get some |
| Stop the beat drop the beat, ha! |
| still getting jitters and I trashed my reeboks |
| are they talking or are they flip-flops |
| my tongue is sticky like a hippy with bad breath |
| bust my seams I’m in shorts and a string vest |
| life’s a beach and I’m lay on it, on my head do my rag with knots in it |
| a space babe running clouds like a jockey |
| can’t stop this feeling, this feeling is lovely |
| start to stomp and I’m looking like a hobo |
| boy’s are splittin I’m doin it solo |
| sunshine always seems to fade |
| but it ain’t no thing |
| when you’re pinned and you’ve got your shades on. |
| What time is it? |
| Blow, Blow, Get some |
| Got to get some, Dust Junkys, Yeah, got to get some, |
| What time is it? |
| Blow, Blow, get some |
| Got to get some, get some, get some |